You were the young hero who Joined the age old war Interning to stop it. Months pass and the War still rages on as it you never were their.

On the day Of the last battle you fought in the Villian Shot and Killed Your Lover And laughed as you broke down Loosing the last thing you had

The Villian was Laughing and Spoke up "Aww Poor little hero Thought They could end the War How cute You are one of the many that Will die At my hand" And Pointed a gun at you.